AN: Ok… so I decided to add some spice (and a dash of angst) let me know if it worked… lol I wanted this to be dark, emotionless… I'm kinda feeling like that right now so yeah… _ anyways... please enjoy!
Naruto fled to his room, all composure forgotten. He had only managed to survive departing from the raven with some measure of dignity. He hissed now as he slid down the door. His nether regions were blazing with lust. He could feel each pulse; every small movement bringing him pain and aching.
Well damn, this was something that never happened to him. He was usually a professional at checking and reining his emotions. Be they good or bad, he usually had shit under control.
Apparently this was not so when a pair of hypnotic onyx gems were involved. He suspected witchcraft. He found himself thinking that he wouldn't mind some of that magic taking hold.
Too bad he would be burned for it. Just the thought of fire brought him back to his own problem, the feel of which just might have been more painful then the stake itself.
He growled in relief as he freed himself, his hiss mixed with a yelp of pleasure as his cool hand ran the length of his underside. The skin was heated, overly so. And the pressure he applied to the throbbing vein with his thumb felt like heaven. He closed his eyes, letting his imagination take hold.
Those eyes haunted him, mocking. And his heat was met with a sweet tongue; it delved strongly over the tip, encircling it. The suction provided drove Naruto to arch his back impossibly. His head hit the door. He didn't feel it, all his senses were pinpointed to his pulsing dick.
"Fuuuuuck…." He whispered, a little too loudly. His hand frantic as he pumped himself faster… those eyes.
He came as he had never done before, for a couple of seconds he was deaf and blind, silent sparks overwhelming him.
When he came to he was on his back, his hips still pistoning forward.
It took him a few moments to be able to move his arms. When he did he slowly rose. Cursing himself for knowing he made too much noise. He decided to go out.
The streets smelled of vomit. A smell he was by now used to. People would empty all their trash here. He supposed that was about right, after all, only trash walked these alleys.
The hooded figure sidestepped a pile of rotting food, mindful of the liquids that leaked from underneath doors. The smell was enough to foul the night air for quite a distance. Drunken shouts reached him before a pair of crawling drunks could be seen.
They yelled profanities at him, he avoided looking up. Intent on walking past the stench that came from them.
He hurried on. Not wasting a moment to look around.
A mewl reached his ears, and heavy panting. He turned slightly and paused.
A figure was pressed against the filthy wall, held up by the tall, balding man ramming inside her. Naruto could clearly see the folds of fat that jiggled with every move. Her legs were wrapped around him, sweat pouring off him running down to meet at the center; mixing with the precum that squelched out of her.
He looked on with disgust. She was moaning wantonly as he pounded into her with enough force to draw blood. His eyes flicked to it as it dribbled to the ground.
She looked at him then, eyes hooded with pretended lust. He remained motionless as she shuddered at a particularly violent thrust, biting her lip to keep from screaming. He saw her then, as she really was, an empty shell that only tried to survive because it saw no other way. He saw the pain, the psychological emptiness.
And just like that it was gone, the second he managed to see her the mask was back on. She licked her lips at him as her sultry gaze drilled him into flinching. The man was done. With a few extra grunts he pulled her off him and threw some change in her direction.
Naruto moved away, picking up his pace once more.
He didn't need to go far. The street cleared somewhat, the smell of rot lingering but not as nauseating. The lights from the windows he passed bounced off his cloak. He couldn't be seen.
He found his destination, pushing open the red door he slipped quietly inside. An attendant was on him immediately.
"What would you like tonight sir?" He pulled out the booklet and Naruto made his choice.
He was shown into a small room. The walls deep red, adorned with golden embellishments. They sparkled in the candlelight. It was meant to represent grandeur but in reality it added to the fake cheapness of the place. No matter, that wasn't the problem.
He made himself comfortable on the bed and waited. The door creaked and it was the same attendant who entered with a young raven man.
"Just as you requested sir." The old man pointed to the blindfold that covered the eyes.
A swipe of hand sent him scurrying off and left them alone.
Naruto got up and walked around him, inspecting. The young man was pale, muscular and stood before him with no signs of fear. The raven hair was longish but spiky, just like his…
He pushed him toward the bed, himself settling comfortably against the high pillows.
The man came to him, running his tongue over the erection that pressed against his pants. Naruto growled and grabbed the hair, forcing the face to grind into him.
Nimble fingers made short work of his pants and he was exposed, already pulsing and leaking onto the waiting mouth that took him in.
Naruto let him, noting the way the shadows played against the fair skin and dark hair. This wasn't Sasuke, he couldn't compare. But for now this would have to do.
He tugged on the hair, the man letting his cock go with a slight pop. He brought the face close, and licked the shell of his ear, sending shivers through the pale body.
"Ride me."
AN: Hah! How do you like them apples? :D I decided this needed more smut. So here it came ;) *snorts* anyways… please review!